New Story of Lv Bu

These more than one hundred cavalry soldiers were brought out by Hou Cheng, one by one, clever and accustomed to figuring out people's hearts, they were just one hundred small Houcheng. After seeing Hou Cheng's contrived work, he naturally knows how to be a errand. Not only must he show his ability in front of the envoy, but not be able to steal the limelight of the middle song, but also end the battle as soon as possible.

More than one hundred riders stepped on the stirrups, divided into four or five strokes, stretched their bows and arrows, and followed the warriors unhurriedly. At this moment, as soon as the shield formation was opened, the tall Xianbei man led more than 20 people to rush out, all of them sturdy, holding a giant axe, yelling and rushing towards the Han army, the giant axe flew up and down and suddenly chopped over ten Several Han troops, the offensive of the Han troops was immediately stopped. The tall man roared and turned around to return to the shield formation.

"Shoot!" Hou Cheng gave an order, swiftly, dozens of arrows came towards him, and immediately more than ten people hit them. The screams screamed, and a strong black man hit an arrow in his thigh and was firmly fixed on the ground. He was reaching out to draw an arrow. Brushing, another burst of arrows flew by, and the strong black man shot another arrow in his throat, threw the axe in his right hand, strangled his throat, held it up twice, fell to the ground and saw that he was dead. The arrows flew in the second round, leaving the tall man standing alone. The man hit an arrow in the back of his left foot, nailed his left foot to the ground, and swung two axes to hit the arrow.

"Hey, be bullish, shoot again!" Hou Cheng smiled and waved his hand, dozens of hard bows were fired together, puff puff puff, the sound of arrows entering the flesh came, the man was shot into a sieve, his neck crooked , The double axe landed, his body stood upright, two big eyes, no expression, and the towering back suddenly softened. Swish, an arrow passed through the throat, shooting the man's body down. The body of the big man slowly fell down and hit the ground heavily, and the gurgling blood immediately stained the snow.

The battlefield suddenly became extremely silent, and both sides of the war were watching this scene closely, as if they had forgotten that they were on the battlefield. This big man was the leader of the white-clothed dead man, and was also a famous warrior in Xianbei. His fallen body was frozen in this moment, and his fear was firmly carved into the white-clothed dead man's heart.

"Shoot!" Hou Cheng shouted with a straight face. This wave used a heavy crossbow, thick and long iron bolts fell from the sky, piercing the Xianbei's huge shield. Five or six warriors holding shields were penetrated by Iron Arrow, fell to the ground and howled, their bodies convulsed, but they couldn't die for a while. "Shoot again!" This wave of arrows was extremely large. The wooden shield on the front was smashed. The white warrior behind the shield was knocked into the air by the iron arrow, and a tent of blood spurted out of his chest, knocking down more than ten people in a row.

This time the volley completely shattered the fighting spirit of the dead in white and reduced the morale of the Xianbei people to zero. "Ready!" Hou Cheng raised his right hand, his face still smiling. Wow, a few dead men in white clothes threw down their shields and ran away, a few, dozens, just a moment, dozens of dead men in white turned around at the same time, Xianbei formation, collapse!

Brushing, dozens of arrows shot out, shooting down more than a dozen dead men in white clothes. "Get on the horse, go with Gao Shun! Don't let that kid die in front of our old Hou!" Hou Cheng turned his horse's head sternly, and crossed his hands towards Wang Jin. "My lord, the road ahead is clear, please return to the city as soon as possible! A certain Xiangdong has gone to meet Gaoshun!"

Bai Yu swayed and followed Hou Cheng. Wang Jin, Wang Han, and Wang's children are all looking silly! Zhongqu fought for a stick of incense, which can't take the slightest advantage. This hundred rides broke the formation in an instant! It's still a heavy army, no, it's a temporary worker! "Wang Han, lead his troops to chase and kill the enemy! Others follow me to call the city!" Wang Jin waved his hand and leaped towards the east gate of Jiuyuan City!

When Zhang Lin hurried to the back of the hill, eleven cavalrymen were galloping, raising clouds of smoke. Seeing the arrival of more than a hundred people, even the leader hurriedly greeted him. "I have seen Zhang Tun, and the confrontation is in front. Uncle Gao ordered that as soon as the reinforcements arrive, he will dismount and rest. He will spend a while with the Xianbei, and then rate the horse to charge into the battle. Xianbei's popularity has declined, and he will mount and charge. It has a miraculous effect." Zhang Lin also didn't look out, and ordered his subordinates to dismount and rest. He took off the water pouch and took a few sips, and asked with a touch of his mouth. "Uncle Gao did not say that, what is the horn?" "Just look at the red flag on the top of the mountain, pointing forward to the red flag, and the horn can be rushed from the left and right." "Very good, some knows it." Zhang Lin disappeared. A high place, looking up at the battlefield.

The hills are not high, only thirty feet, barely visible at a glance. The snow on the top of the mound had already been dried, and scattered withered grass leaked out. The sturdy captain took the lead and stood on the top of the hill, with four flag guards standing behind him like an iron tower. The red flag fluttered in the wind, hunting and flying.

About a thousand steps east of the hill, Xianbei cavalry lined up in a half-moon shape, with about seven or eight hundred men. Each with yellow beards and thin eyes, wearing a knee-length leather robe, only 30% of the armor, mostly leather armor without a shoulder, but a copper helmet for everyone. Five or six people with the appearance of chiefs were discussing in front of the formation. From a distance, the arguments were fierce.

The argument was mainly between two people, one tall and thin, with silver armor and white robe, short beard and white face, and the other stout, with black armor and purple robe, full of curly beards. The two of them waved their fists, their mouths flew violently, and the people next to them couldn't help persuading them. After a stick of incense, the black-armored and purple-robed man waved his hand and beat his horse to leave, obviously making a decision.

The purple-robed man turned around to face his subordinates, waving his fists and shouting loudly, apparently doing a pre-war mobilization. Zhang Lin hurried down the mountain and ordered the whole team. After a while, the horn sounded, it was a horn horn unique to Xianbei people, sobbing deeply. After two horns, the purple-robed man slapped his horse and raised his sword, yelled, and rushed to the hill. Behind him, more than 300 Xianbei cavalry lined up in a loose arc and followed closely. The remaining Xianbei lined up on the spot under the leadership of the leader of the white robe.

Under the red flag, the Han army stood upright like loose, without the slightest panic. With only a shout, Gao Shun rushed down the hill like a whirlwind with his eighteen riders. With sharp eyes, Zhang Lin saw at a glance that these cavalry were the sharpshooters that Lu Bu personally accompanied at that time. They used their bows against the bows, and they shot all the white-clothed dead soldiers.

Gao Shun was holding Zhang'er's spear, and one horse rushed forward. The eighteen riders behind him also held a spear, with a scimitar hanging on his waist and a bow arrow on his back. Under his crotch is a Wuheng horse, who is good at speed and endurance.

At a distance of a thousand steps, the cavalry arrived in an instant. From high to low, the Han riders occupied the land first, and the nineteen riders broke into the Xianbei army in an instant. These cavalry units cooperate with each other in groups of three, one in the front and two to protect the left and right. The three teams formed a small triangle formation, and Gao Shun was in front of the two triangle formations. The Han rider used his horses flexibly to maneuver his horses, swimming through the gaps of the Xianbei people. The spears in his hands flew up and down to pick up the left and right thorns, and the Xianbei cavalry fell.

The Xianbei are only single-sided stirrups, relying on their legs to control their horses, so their flexibility is naturally much worse. In addition, the length of the sword in their hands is only half of the Han spear. As soon as the sword is swung out, the Han spear reaches the chest. . Puffing, puffing, falling horses rang into one piece, and along with the screams of the Xianbei people, Han Qi had already penetrated the enemy's formation. The big man in purple robe was so angry that he raised his saber and shouted, hurriedly giving orders. Under his leadership, the Xianbei clung to Hanqi to chase away.

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes from behind the hill, shaking the sky, Zhang Lin glanced at it, and it turned out that Hou Cheng had arrived with his men. "Zhang Tun, Gao Shun is not dead yet? Hahahaha." Hou Chengsheng followed, and strangled his horse in front of Zhang Lin. The fire under his crotch awaited Xiliang Ma suddenly stood up, roaring angrily, spraying his nose. . Hou Cheng cursed a few words before slowly stopping.

"Gao Dubo is very healthy, and he just led the Eighteen Cavaliers to go far away through the enemy formation." Zhang Lin said with a smile. "Eighteen Iron Guards?" Hou Cheng curled his lips. "It's the same old way, so you can't play something new? By the way, Lao Zhang, the dead soldier in white has been defeated, and Wang Shijun called the city. I will support here. After half a stick of incense, Gao Shun will do it again. Go back through the enemy formation and go straight up the hill. When the Xianbei people are on the whole line, you and I will raid on the left and right, and give it a vote. What do you think?" Zhang Lin quickly crossed his hands. "Very good, with your auspicious words, our old Zhang will also open meat and chop off a few dog heads!"

Sure enough, after half a stick of incense, Gao Shun Nineteen Cavaliers once again pierced the enemy formation and went straight to the top of the mountain. The purple-robed man was still chasing after him with his army, and the horse of the Han army was always hanging in front of Xianbei for fifty or sixty steps. Gao Shun shouted, hung up his spear, Zhang Gong took an arrow and turned around and shot, puff puff puff arrow rain, Xianbei immediately fell from the horse twenty or thirty people. The Xianbei who watched the game couldn't stand it anymore, and they drew their knives and screamed. The white-robed leader couldn't hold it back, so he had to shout and lead the team forward.

Seeing the nineteenth horse of the Han army came to the foot of the mountain, an agitated horn sounded. Looking up at the top of the mountain, the black army chief roared: "When the red flag comes out, he bleeds for thousands of miles!" He brought four subordinates and rushed down the mountain. Although there were only five people, there were thousands of troops. The chasing Xianbei cavalry trembled, and their movements suddenly slowed by half a beat. They knew the legend of the red flag too well. When the red flag came out, it would bleed for thousands of miles and never die! No matter what kind of Xianbei, those who don't retreat when they see the red flag, Zuo Quqian will hunt for thousands of miles and die endlessly. This is something that Wuyuan County has seen from thousands of miles around. There were at least thousands of people who died under the banner of Hehechi, so when the red flag appeared, there was nothing very important, and Xianbei people generally chose to avoid it. No one wants to offend a crazy tiger for a little thing.

Advance or retreat? The Xianbei cavalry was tangled, and even the purple-robed man was full of speed, quickly weighing the pros and cons.

At this moment, Hou Cheng nodded. "Just right, bastards, get on the horse and cut the dog's head!" Yima immediately turned out from the foot of the mountain. Hundreds of Han riders suddenly rushed out of the hills. The Xianbei people were shocked. The Han riders swarmed around the red flag and galloped forward. The target turned out to be the big man in purple robe. Gao Shun also took Shibaqi to turn over to kill him, but this time he used a strong crossbow, puff puff puff, and arrows shot in succession, the arrows bit the flesh, and suddenly opened a gap in the Xianbei formation.